We need an artist

Th-is hazy dry morning brings a post with many images and few words. We don’t always need words right?

“Tell Miss C not to take photos of cows when they have something in their teeth. It is just not cricket, sir.”

Or maybe this big beastie needs to say a thing or two every now and then.

Broken Wing the Rooster stays far away from the others. Even Mr Flowers will chase him when he sees him.

Birds are not kind to the old and infirm. Or the broken. But we are. Because we are evolved, they say.

Speaking of birds:

These three are still going strong. Though I picked two up off the floor again this morning. Squawking their heads off.

Cows in the field.

Hogs in the barn.

And WaiWai in his robe.

All is well with the world.

I should 😂 say more, add more words, add more value to the post 🦋 ! Thats what they all say I should do but I explain gently to all the well meaning unsolicited advisers that this blog is not about content planning, and value for money and attracting new readers and commerce – we are not like that (though we don’t mind making a little money) this blog is all about yesterday. Wherever I am and whatever happened and what I saw and what do you think. And as hard as I try I just cannot plan that.

Though we have the new website to look forward to.

I try to explain my vision to them:

I see our new website as three beautiful, tall, layered, terraced houses standing together on a leafy street.

Starting from the Left is The Kitchen’s Garden Archives full of rooms within rooms stuffed full of history and cobwebs with an aging knowledgeable curator sitting on the front steps reading a book. Dogs and cats curled up on corners.

The middle house has a shiny new The Sustainable Home shop front at street level. All glass frontage with a Sheila logo etched in gold. Full of really good IMPORTANT STUFF and ideas, and boards, and workshops and discussion and a fighting spirit; T shirts and straw hats with more Sheila Logos. Whole racks of second hand stuff and pens and paper and words. Working on creating Sustainable Styles together.

Then there is the third house that spills out into the street and into an allotment beside it; The Kitchen’s Garden DOT ORG is a refurbished grand old building with a cafe and a thousand sit upons and food plants in pots and ten thousand people and plants and cats on the chairs and cows out the back and noise and bustle. Seasonable plates. Local food. With daily newspapers and more good coffee and local wine later, after next doors TSH workshop of the month. No menu and no plan. And all the usual farm stuff and travel stuff and pictures of pigs and cows on the wall because why not. And we would feed everyone who visits the other two houses.

And all these houses are connected by secret doors and circular staircases and rambling corridors and verandahs and lifts with grills and ancient lift operators in livery and – am I getting carried away? Gone too far?

Because this is all online.

This could be a painting. We need an artist. I wish I were an artist – I would draw this for you.

We are doing it. You and I. (And Duane – poor fellow).

Have a lovely day.

Celi

PS – Bonus reel.